Jim dragged Edward along and immediately started dialling, hoping that Harvey would just pick up his phone. He had no idea what else to do. Call the station, he supposed? He just needed someone and he had to stop wasting time, he had to go and do something. "I don't remember your riddle right now, Ed," Jim muttered, "Now is not the time for riddles."

Here he was, in Arkham, stuck with the freak that tried to ruin his life.